We go back, way back crom cruach
Had to make a hoop first now I make em jump thru it
Had to make em loops work so I had a place to put verse
Now I'm whipping up treats like I'm serving dessert
It's crom cruach in the shadow of your deep dark
Run to him when he calls for your weak heart
Beaks bark talks cheap. If you wanna make moves kid show me where your aux leads
Stop the press anyone but him
Hear my chords blossom like a whisper in the wind but
I drop black balls in small pockets
I been trick shots since day dot so keep pluggin dry sockets
Side step me like a pagan does
Cos I wouldn't give my belly up for licks and rubs
Cos i smash a set wasted and get paid in drugs
And my teeth been long enough to know to give no f*cks
Jokers are wild gacks are better
If lemon zest been on your breath you're in for stormy weather
So click Berettas in your dreams you f*ckin pantomime
The beats behind ye why can't you stay in time
I Write rhymes scribble ogham for the moon
So I couldn't give a f*ck about the flight of a balloon
This is old school old rules Crom cruach
Fix up look sharp boom bap hop to it
Jay Suttin - Crom Cruach (feat. Shane Deane & Dsgrace) Lyrics
Jay Suttin - Crom Cruach (feat. Shane Deane & Dsgrace) Lyrics
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We go back, way back crom cruach
Had to make a hoop first now I make em jump thru it
Had to make em loops work so I had a place to put verse
Now I'm whipping up treats like I'm serving dessert
It's crom cruach in the shadow of your deep dark
Run to him when he calls for your weak heart
Beaks bark talks cheap. If you wanna make moves kid show me where your aux leads
Stop the press anyone but him
Hear my chords blossom like a whisper in the wind but
I drop black balls in small pockets
I been trick shots since day dot so keep pluggin dry sockets
Side step me like a pagan does
Cos I wouldn't give my belly up for licks and rubs
Cos i smash a set wasted and get paid in drugs
And my teeth been long enough to know to give no f*cks
Jokers are wild gacks are better
If lemon zest been on your breath you're in for stormy weather
So click Berettas in your dreams you f*ckin pantomime
The beats behind ye why can't you stay in time
I Write rhymes scribble ogham for the moon
So I couldn't give a f*ck about the flight of a balloon
This is old school old rules Crom cruach
Fix up look sharp boom bap hop to it
Had to make a hoop first now I make em jump thru it
Had to make em loops work so I had a place to put verse
Now I'm whipping up treats like I'm serving dessert
It's crom cruach in the shadow of your deep dark
Run to him when he calls for your weak heart
Beaks bark talks cheap. If you wanna make moves kid show me where your aux leads
Stop the press anyone but him
Hear my chords blossom like a whisper in the wind but
I drop black balls in small pockets
I been trick shots since day dot so keep pluggin dry sockets
Side step me like a pagan does
Cos I wouldn't give my belly up for licks and rubs
Cos i smash a set wasted and get paid in drugs
And my teeth been long enough to know to give no f*cks
Jokers are wild gacks are better
If lemon zest been on your breath you're in for stormy weather
So click Berettas in your dreams you f*ckin pantomime
The beats behind ye why can't you stay in time
I Write rhymes scribble ogham for the moon
So I couldn't give a f*ck about the flight of a balloon
This is old school old rules Crom cruach
Fix up look sharp boom bap hop to it
Writer: Jay Suttin, David Gilmore, Shane Deane
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Jay Suttin
Language: English
Length: 3:50
Written by: Jay Suttin, David Gilmore, Shane Deane